[Entertainment] If you can

Without further ado, Han Jingru got up and rolled to the side of the vertical air conditioner to pack up her things, carrying the backpack and stuffing the painting in her hand to the bewildered Quan Zhilong, and the moment she left the practice room door, she saw the A middle-aged man and a pd carrying a video camera.

The moment she met Yang Xianshi's eyes, Han Jingru expressed that she wanted to go to Shi even if the world is beautiful.

After going through "Hello Ms. Han" with Yang Hyun-seok, "Where is it, I have known you for a long time, Mr. Yang", "How do you feel crooked?" After wanting to be their brainless fan ''...''...', Han Jingru, exhausted, can finally go home.

On August [-]th, [-], the group Bigbang officially debuted. The first single released in August of the same year made this group famous in one fell swoop.

On August [-]th, [-], Bigbang released its first album, the title song [lie] written and composed by the captain g-, almost swept the Korean music scene within two days.

Night of August [-]th, [-].

Although the homepage of the Internet is basically full of news about bigbang, Han Jingru doesn't care at all, and has already reduced contact with GD Quan Zhilong.

Similarly, Quan Zhilong, who is busy with his career, seems to have forgotten the existence of Han Jingru.

"System, tell me about the current data."

Turning off the computer webpage, taking off her glasses and pinching the bridge of her nose, Han Jingru suddenly felt extremely irritable.

[System: OK. The current data is: the degree of favorability for the first love [not crossed now] is 90; the degree of emotional destruction is 16%; the degree of trust of Quan Zhilong [target person] to the host is 79.]

[系统:正在展开信任度数据--信任值:39／49,好感值:40／49,黑化值:0／2.]

"What's going on? The trust value was still 41 yesterday, why did it drop again today?"

Sighing and putting away the laptop, Han Jingru stretched her waist and went to the restaurant to make a cup of coffee. She lowered her head and took a sip. The bitter taste on the tip of her tongue gave her a little bit of energy.

[System: ...Host, what's wrong with you? You've hardly had any contact with the target person this year, so it's no wonder that your trust is not lost.]

--This... I'm starting to get bored.

--But I have been in contact with Shengli recently, try to care about him from the side to see how the effect is.

--However, compared to the trust value, I would like to lose the favor value.

Putting down the empty coffee cup, Han Jingru rubbed her messy short hair, walked slowly to the living room and watched TV.

[System: Okay...but bored?! No way, host!]

--Ahhh, just treat me as early menopause.

Leaning on the soft sofa, holding the remote control to change channels one by one, Han Jingru felt that it was not so much boredom as it was an inexplicable sense of guilt.

After all, I approached him with a strong purpose.

The reason for not contacting is even simpler. She has been busy writing graduation thesis and painting graduation works these days, and she doesn't have extra time to hang around Quan Zhilong. More importantly, Han Jingru believes that a long time of not contacting can make a good impression. The value dropped, but what I never expected was that the trust value dropped faster than the favorability value.

"Axi...Why is that kid Quan Zhilong so..."

After thinking about it for a long time, Han Jingru, who couldn't think of a word that could describe a bear child, turned off the TV silently, and when she was about to go to sleep again, her mobile phone rang suddenly.

"Quiet!! What should I do woo woo woo..."

Loud music came from the phone, and the girl cried helplessly.

"What's going on? Huixi, don't cry and speak slowly."

Frowning, Han Jingru, who still didn't understand the situation, comforted her friend like this.

Jiang Huixi, Han Jingru’s only friend at Kyung Hee University, they met at an international art exhibition, and Han Jingru was surprised that Jiang Huixi’s understanding and understanding of art was very similar to hers, and through conversations, it turned out that the two of them are from the same university, one department and one department. In addition to Jiang Huixi's cheerful personality, the two got along very well and became friends naturally.

"Jingru...Jingru what should I do? Huh, Junhao...Li Junhao doesn't want me anymore!! He actually cheated on me!!"

Jiang Huixi on the other end of the phone cried so hard that her voice was almost hoarse.

"...Where are you? And Huixi, how do you know he cheated?"

When Han Jingru said this, she had already returned to the bedroom, opened the closet and started changing clothes.

Although she has never seen that Li Junhao, she has heard a little bit about it. Li Junhao, a third-year student at Kyung Hee University this year, is the type of pretty boy that is more popular nowadays.

But this guy...seems to be a sweetheart?

"...Woo...I am at xx nightclub, and Li Junhao is also here. I saw him kissing a woman with my own eyes!! He sent me a text message this morning to tell me that he was not feeling well today, just If you don’t come out with me, who would have known that he would... woo wa wa, what should I do if he is so quiet! I don’t even dare to go over and question him right now woo..."

"Wait for me at the door of the nightclub, I'll be right there!"

After finishing dressing quickly, Han Jingru hung up the phone, and when she was about to go out with her wallet and mobile phone in a hurry, she stopped suddenly, turned around and went back to her room to get a mask and the baseball cap that Quan Zhilong gave her back.

After 10 minutes, she appeared at the door of the nightclub Jiang Huixi mentioned.

After giving the money to the uncle driver, Han Jingru immediately saw Jiang Huixi who was crying at the entrance of the nightclub and was wearing all her make-up.

"Jing, Jing Ru! You are here!! I..."

The moment Jiang Huixi saw Han Jingru, as if seeing a savior, she ran over in black high heels and hugged her.

"Okay, don't cry Huixi, you won't be pretty if you cry again. It's just a man... tell me which table he is at."

Wiping away the tears from her friend's face, Han Jingru gently rubbed the girl's long black hair and asked calmly.

"Hey, he's at table 8, wait a minute, as quiet as you want..."

After finally forcing herself not to cry, Jiang Huixi mentioned the table the other party was at, and the next second, she heard Han Jingru say you are waiting here, and then walked into the nightclub quickly.

Jiang Huixi, who had no time to stop her friend, was really worried about Han Jingru, so she stomped her feet on the spot and followed in.

With the extremely loud music and the flashing neon lights, stepping into the nightclub is like falling into another world. Han Jingru frowned and looked at the men and women twisting their waists around her, feeling a trace of disgust in her heart for no reason.

[System: Hey host, don't you want to give your friend a head start?!]

Han Jingru: Congratulations, you got the answer right, but there is no reward.

Turning sideways around the drunken people, Han Jingru saw the sign of table No. [-] in a corner, and a pair of young men and women with ambiguous movements were sitting on the booth.

Han Jingru twitched her lips, put on a mask and baseball cap, and walked over.

"Li Junhao?"

Arriving quietly at table No. [-], Han Jingru bent down and tapped the black tabletop with her finger bones.

"...Who are you?!"

Li Junhao, who just wanted to make out with the woman in his arms, raised his head impatiently, and saw the girl wearing a red and blue baseball cap and a black mask looking at him.

"You just need to remember that I will cover all your medical expenses today!"

Picking up an empty glass bottle on the table, Han Jingru sneered and slammed the glass bottle on the smooth table, holding the remaining uneven neck of the bottle and pointing at the dumbfounded man. smiled kindly.

Of course, because she is wearing a mask, no matter how sinister she smiles, the other party will not be able to see it.

The deafening music covered up what Han Jingru was doing, and the people who were obsessed with their own world didn't pay attention to their direction at all.

"Crazy!! What are you doing!!"

The woman in Li Junhao's arms screamed in disbelief, that face with delicate makeup turned pale.

"Bitch/bitch, why don't he/mother get away? What's the matter? You want to be beaten too?!"

Han Jingru smiled and watched the woman break free from Li Junhao's embrace quickly, ran away without looking back, then tilted her head, stretched out her hand to grab Li Junhao's collar, and dragged him out of the booth.

"...You, you, what are you going to do? Want money? I will give you any amount!!"

It is obvious that Li Junhao is also a coward who relies on women for his food, he said tremblingly with a pale face, who had never seen such a posture.

"I'm richer than you, Li Junhaoxi. Don't worry, I'll cover your medical expenses today."

Using a sharp glass bottle to lightly touch the man's fair face, looking at Li Junhao's eyes widened in fear with satisfaction, Han Jingru rolled her eyes with a smile.

[System: Host, you can think clearly, if this matter is exposed, you will have to graduate from Kyung Hee University in advance!!]

Han Jingru: Otherwise, why am I wearing a mask and hat?

[System: Host, even if you are like this, what if Li Junhao troubles you through relationships?]

Han Jingru:......Cut.

"Ash, forget it."

In the end, she followed the system's persuasion. Han Jingru sighed regretfully. She raised her eyebrows and threw away the broken glass bottleneck in her hand. The moment the man relaxed, she suddenly punched him in the stomach. hit him in the face.

Li Junhao, who was stunned by the beating, fell to the ground.

Rubbing her wrist, Han Jingru, who was about to kick the scumbag again, was grabbed by her wrist.

"...Jing...sister?! Why are you here?!"

The visitor's voice became sharp because of shock.

Hearing this extremely familiar voice, Han Jingru's heart skipped a beat, and when she turned her head, she saw a boy wearing a gray wool cap and a pointed chin, who stared at her face with rounded brown eyes.

--Fuck Quan Zhilong?! What a coincidence?!

[System:...For the first time, I am glad that the target person appeared so timely σ[っ°д°;]っ.]